One day in the chemical life

I can feel these waves today as they wash over my junctions attempting to stimulate, moderate, modulate, infiltrate
I crave for synergism, a minimum of cynicism, with some criticism, not antagonism or cronyism
Usual result is terror or horror, that mirror my sorrow and burrow my furrow, tomorrow
Where do these real events arise, my mind, your mind, out there, somewhere, everywhere, nowhere
Why do the fantasies seem so real, the meal, the feel, lips seal to prevent betray, today, no say, role play
Waking to find the dream on hold, anticipate the frame, restart the game, same game, too tame, too lame
Adrenalise the play to find the speed, my need, to feed this greed and plant the seed before I bleed
I feel the waves return to disintegrate recall and stifle comprehension, dissention, pretension, convention
One day in the chemical life of an android, controlled by a paranoid zomboid, once a humanoid

©2004 Hey Hey

I love these rich, dense lines, packed with meaning, imagery, internal rhyme and rhythm; your lines insinuate themselves into my imagination, and that is a very good thing for lines of poetry to do.

Well done. I am glad you are a poetry moderator. You know what's what, Hey Hey.

All-caps test line:

HEY! HO! LET'S GO!

Steven

You are too kind, my friend.

Power to the poems.

Looks like there's some Ginsberg influence. I like it.

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LOOKS LIKE THERE'S SOME GINSBERG INFLUENCE. I LIKE IT.

Looks like Shawn has thought better than the ALL-CAPS filter feature. Good.

Ginsberg, shinsgerg; I was just CAPITALISING on our chemical future.

Spotted your Haiku - I'll be back, bad!